stellar

the birth of a star
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by Harshvardhan J. Pandit
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Blackness… Infinite blackness…
Nothingness….
It’s dark… So dark…
Cold… So cold…

I wrap the hazy mists around me. I draw them close….
I breathe in life… I breathe out light…

I can see… The darkness has faded a little…
There are others out there… Fighting, breathing, dying…
Some of them are like me…

I gather myself around me….
Closer… More closer…
There is warmth…

Light perpetuates and spreads everywhere…
The darkness starts gaining other colors…
The others are shining as well…
Infinite light and heat spread everywhere…

Ray upon ray, warmth upon warmth escape me….
It feels like… living…
But it also feels like dying….

I cannot stop now…
I cannot hold myself….
I have to burn…
To live… To die…

Pieces break out of me…
Drifting… Tumbling… Crashing… Exploding….
I embrace some in my warmth…
The others do not come back…

I can see them struggle…
Pieces breaking into a million other pieces…
They are still hot… Young… Empty…
They gather together…
Forming bodies that break a thousand times….

They whirl around me…
Defying me…
Soaking in my warmth…
Living by my light….

I keep calling them…
But they refuse and keep turning away…
They always refuse….

Other pieces come by…
Small… Bright… Fierce…
I greet them…
I spread my arms…
But they turn their tails and return…

time passes by…
a long long wait…
my insides become cold…
my light fades down…

I feel myself expand…
Free from a great weight…
I feel the impending end…
My path to nirvana…
A blinding flash of light is all it takes…
As my remains are scattered…

My grave is the birthplace…
Of new life that springs forth…
It is my reincarnation…
For I am long gone now…

Into the cycle of life, death, and rebirth…